Friday Night Music Club

No swears this week, I promise. Well nothing obvious, anyway.

We’re going dancing instead. And if we’re going dancing, there’s certain things that we need to take with us.


165. Echo & The Bunnymen – Bring On The Dancing Horses

Yes, horses. That’s what we need. Course it is. No night out is complete without at least one fluttering fetlock.

And shoes. We need shoes.


166. Arctic Monkeys – Dancing Shoes

Cheers Alex! (I have no idea how this is the first tune my them that I’ve posted here)

Now what else? Ah yes, a disco stick. No night out is complete without a ride on a disco stick, right?


167. Lady GaGa – Love Game

Wait a minute….that’s not a song about a stick you use in a disco…that’s a song about….Oi! Gaga!! Noooo!! This is supposed to be a non-rude edition of The Music Club!!

Perhaps we should just go.


168. The Kinks – Come Dancing

That’s better. A prime slice of Davies storytelling and no mistake.

Next up, released way back in 20-God-that-makes-me-feel-old-07, and for my money one of the greatest indie singles of the last ten years. Recorded by exclamation mark afficonados and unquestionably the greatest non-Welsh band to come out of Welsh capital Cardiff (the band members all met¬†at the fine city’s university, but none are actually Welsh), here with the original¬†release of the single (the version on their debut “Hold On Now Youngster…” album being slightly longer and slower) which you can find on their “Sticking Fingers In Sockets” EP:


169. Los Campesinos! – You! Me! Dancing!

If that doesn’t have you bouncing round your humble abode then you have not an ounce of grooviness about you.

There’s so much to love about “You! Me! Dancing!”:¬†the outright unfettred youthful exuberance; the¬†slow build up;¬†the hand-claps. And¬†some of the smartest yet twee-ist lyrics you’ll ever hear to boot. This, from the climax of the record – for that’s what it is, a climax – where the lyrics are spoken rather than sung:

And I always get confused
Because in supermarkets they turn the lights off when they want you to leave
But in discos they turn them on…

..And then on the way home, it always seems like a good idea to go paddling in the fountain, and that’s because it IS a good idea.”

(I can vouch for this. For many years when I lived in Cardiff, my walk home was via the front of¬†City Hall, which is graced with some beautiful fountains, and by God they look tempting when you’re staggering back at 4am under the influence of various substances, even if they are switched off at that time. This record gave me permission to do it. Still never had the nerve though.)

“We’re undeveloped, we’re ignorant, we’re stupid, but we’re happy”. There’s my epitaph, right there.

Anyway, if you ever, ever get chance to go see Los Campesinos! live, treat yourself and go, you won’t be disappointed.

Next up a band whose¬†debut album I bought on the strength of the review in Metro, the daily free-tabloid so beloved of eye-contact-avoiding commuters. Not, I should stress, because the quality of the review was in any way illuminating, just simply because I liked the name of the band and the album in question. So, here from their “In Our Space Hero Suits” album it’s:


170. Those Dancing Days – Space Hero Suits

Next, a song of two halves. Well, actually a song of about one quarter and a remaining three quarters. You’ll see what I mean.

Featuring a¬†union of Euros Childs (formerly of Gorky’s Zygotic Mynci fame) and Norman Blake (currently, I hope, of Teenage Fanclub fame), this is Jonny:


171. Jonny – Cave Dance

I’ve gone a bit quiet on my “From Leeds With Love” thread for a couple of weeks (again); I’d love to say this was totally planned so that I could justify posting a song by The Wedding Present here, but that’d be a total lie, I just haven’t got round to writing one.

So, here’s The Wedding Present, with the second of twelve¬†7″ singles they released in 1992:


172. The Wedding Present – Go-Go Dancer

Next, to a song more famously recorded by the group’s front-man after the band split and he went solo:


173. Generation X – Dancing With Myself

Hold on a minute…..Oi!! Idol!!! Noooo! We’re supposed to be keeping things clean round here this week, we do not need your thinly veiled hymn to the joys of onanism smuttering up these pages.

(Bloody love that record, though.)

And now, as they say, for something completely different.


174. Leif Garrett – I Was Made For Dancin’

Say the name Leif Garrett to me, and two things pop into my head; firstly I seem to remember him wearing the most ludicrously tight red leather trousers – not a good look, ever – and secondly, for a while¬†he seemed to pop up every other week¬†on The Multi-Coloured Swap Shop, the BBC’s Saturday morning live kids TV show which ran from 1976 and 1982. That is,¬†he popped up on the weeks that¬†the “special” “musical” guest wasn’t ironing-board-chinned talent-vacuum¬†B.A. Robertson, anyway.

Garrett was quite the teen pin-up for a while, although this never really translated into record sales, either in his homeland in The US of A or here in the UK. They bloody loved him in Germany and Australia though. Read into that what you will.

Should you be so inclined to go and purchase his Greatest Hits album – and¬†I see no reason why you would want to do that, since I’ve just given you the only thing approaching a decent song he ever made, so¬†you can see just how far short of the mark the rest of his songs fall – but if you are so inclined, then please do. It’s entitled “The Leif Garrett Collection (1977-80)” which gives you some idea of his shelf life. It doesn’t however, give you any indication of just how long he outstayed his welcome by.

Moving on, and here’s one of them there mash-up songs. It’s in disguise though, as you can tell by the title. I had no idea I owned this until it came up on my iPod the other day, so I can only think that I must have obtained it from one of my peers out there in the blogosphere. So…er…thanks. I think.


175. Liquid Gold – Dance Yourself Dizzy (Yomanda Synth and Strings Mix)

See, what they’ve done there? They’ve taken Liquid Gold’s super-cheesy 1980s UK disco hit “Dance Yourself Dizzy”, slowed it down a bit, and thrown Yomanda’s super-cheesy 1999 club smash “Synths and Strings” over the top of it.

I have a bit of a soft spot for both of these tunes, “Dance Yourself Dizzy” because it reminds me of being a kid, and “Synths and Strings” because I was once in a bar in Cardiff where I found an acquaintance of mine (a bloke called Nigel who used to run the quiz night in my local pub) was DJing. He was dropping some naff records – it was that kind of a bar – so I approached him and asked if, since he was playing such piss-poor records, if he would mind dropping a bit of Yomanda for me.

He gave me a right look and said “My records might be cheesy, but I draw the line at ‘Synths and Strings’

Anyway, that mash-up¬†doesn’t really work in my book but who am I to judge, so here’s the video of the Yomanda tune, posted for no other reasons than for comparison purposes, and certainly nothing to do with the plentiful shots of ladies in short skirts, nosireebob:

Right, just time for one more. I’m intentionally trying to keep things brief this week, and not bang on as much as I have here recently. Please don’t moan, I’ve had a very busy week and frankly I’m knackered.

So here, without any need for further introduction, explanation, deviation or hesitation, but plenty of repetition, is super cool French duo Justice:


176. Justice – D.A.N.C.E.

More soon.

From Leeds With Love

In 2009, I deliberately made myself feel very old indeed by going to see The Wedding Present on their tour to mark the 20th anniversary of their “Bizarro” album.

The idea was one which many bands have employed both before and since: pick a seminal recording from your back catalogue and perform the whole thing live, with the set list reflecting the running order of the track-listing of the album in question.

I’ve been to a few of these gigs: I’ve seen The Lemonheads play the “It’s a Shame About Ray” album, Teenage Fanclub play “Bandwagonesque”, The Jesus & Mary Chain do “Psychocandy”, Ride relive “Nowhere”, Primal Scream perform “Screamadelica”, and The Wedding Present do both “Bizarro” and “Watusi”. They are all usually accompanied by a Greatest Hits set, and are¬†mostly attended by men of a certain age, like myself, who generally suppress the desire to join the mosh-pit, preferring to pick a good place to stand, preferably equidistant between the stage, the bar and – most importantly – the toilets.

Anyway: Camden KOKO’s 2009, and in between songs Wedding Present main man David Gedge indulged in some fairly good-natured banter with some of the sweatier, more vocal chaps down the front. One exchange went along these lines:

Sweaty Punter: “Leeds United are shit!”

Gedge: “I know. I support Man Utd.”

Sweaty Punter: *silence*

This Sweaty Punter was quite clearly an amateur, a new kid on the block, if you will. For the signs about Gedge’s football allegiances have been clear since…ooooh…1987 when The Wedding Present¬†released their era-defining album which was named after and featured this chap on the sleeve:


For the uninitiated, that’s George Best, and he even agreed to appear in some of promotional shots for the album. Mind you, this was during his drinking days so I wouldn’t want to swear he knew what he was agreeing to.

And from that album, comes today’s cover version:

The Wedding Present – Getting Nowhere Fast

When I first heard the “George Best” album –¬†which, incidentally, remains one of my favourite albums ever, almost thirty years since I first heard it – I had no idea that was a cover version, nor, for that matter, did I ¬†when I bought my second vinyl copy of it 2 weeks after I got to college,¬†my first copy having been pinched after I misguidedly took it to a house party.

But a cover version it was, and here’s the original, part of a self-financed¬†Double A side 7″ single released on the band’s own Record Records label in 1980:


Girls At Our Best – Getting Nowhere Fast

Girls At Our Best (! optional, it seems) also hailed from Leeds, but their football team of choice is, sadly, undocumented.

Now, I’m going to say this very quietly, because this is not something I usually say about a song The Wedding Present have covered: I think I prefer the original. Don’t get me wrong: I bloody love the Wedding Present version, but ever since my late teens I’ve always had a thing about female-fronted indie/alternative bands. See also: The Primitives, The Darling Buds, The Flatmates, My Bloody Valentine, Siouxsie & The Banshees, Echobelly, Sleeper, 10,000 Maniacs, The Audience, Lush, Kenickie, The Cardigans, and many, many more….you get the drift. I’m not sure if this is because I really liked Blondie and Dusty Springfield when I was a kid, or some deep-rooted underlying¬†Freudian psycho-sexual issue I have that I¬†really should have addressed by now. I’ll plump for the former.

Anyway, you decide which you like best. It matters not which, they’re both¬†fecking marvellous.

More soon.

From Leeds With Love

Been a while since I did one of these, the thread being woken from its slumber (once again) by a comment left by JC a week or so ago about the relative merits of Billy Bragg’s cover versions compared with those of Wedding Present stalwart David Gedge.

So, back to 1992 we go, and the seventh single from the run of twelve The Wedding Present released that year. For the uninitiated, on the first Monday of every month, the group released a limited edition 7″ single, with an original composition as the ‘A’ side (ask your dad) and a cover version as the ‘B’ side (ask him again).

In all honesty, the twelve singles in the set were a little hit and miss, as one might expect from such a project, but July (that’s the seventh month of the year right, Gregorian calendar fans?) turned out to have two absolute belters on it.

Here’s them performing the ‘A’ side, “Flying Saucer” on Top of the Pops (apologies, it’s not the greatest quality in the world):

The ‘B’ side on this occasion was a cover of a single from 1974 by a band ¬†who at the time were¬†skirting around on the very outer edges of the Glam Rock scene:


The Wedding Present – Rocket

I speak of none other than Mud.

When Mud¬†released “Rocket”¬†it was on the back of a UK Number One (“Tiger Feet” – if you grew up in the late 70s or early 80s then you won’t have been able to escape dancing to this at some family do or other) and a UK Number Two (“The Cat Crept In”). “Rocket” reached the giddy heights of Number Six in the UK.

Here they are performing it on Top of The Pops:

That’s Les Gray singing; I don’t think I ever saw him without those shades on. He was like a rock’n’roll version of Lennie Peters from Peters and Lee. (There aren’t many pop stars called Les or Lennie these days, are there? Seems a shame, s’all). Before he found fame, Les earned his corn writing jingles for Pearl & Dean – another name that will have readers of a certain age drifting off into nostalgic reverie.

For those who I’ve now completely lost with my pesky “bit before your time” references: this is Peters and Lee:

(Now I think about it, you never used to see Les and Lennie in the same room…it can’t have been, can it….?)

…and this is the Pearl & Dean theme, which would be played before the advertisements at every Odeon or ABC cinema up and down the country (do they still play it now…?):

But I digress.

Shortly after the release of “Rocket”, Mud¬†had their second UK Number One with “Lonely This Christmas”, a song which really capitalised on Les’ distinctive Elvis-esque vocal delivery, and this¬†seemed to herald a change in direction of both sound and image for the band. They started doing cover versions of old rock’n’roll records (their third and final Number One was 1975’s¬†cover of Buddy Holly’s Oh Boy”) in much the same way as bands like Showaddywaddy were having¬†plenty of¬†success at the time.

“Rocket”, then was one of their last original sounding hits. Here you go:


Mud – Rocket

More soon.

How to Do a Cover Version

Regular readers will know that a while back I started a thread here where I posted all of the cover versions one of my favourite bands, The Wedding Present, had done in their long, illustrious, career. (I’ll be resurrecting that thread soon!).

This morning, though, we’re going to turn the tables.

So today’s¬†lesson¬†on how to do a cover version is simple:

Be an all-girl Japanese garage rock band (who just happen to be signed to The Wedding Present’s Scopitones label):


Toquiwa – Kennedy

And here’s the original, in all it’s glory:


The Wedding Present – Kennedy

And as an extra treat, here’s Gedge and co performing it live, taken from their “An Evening With The Wedding Present” DVD. Altogether now: “Lost your love of life? Too much apple pie”:

More soon.

It’s Chriiiistmas!!!

Of course, it was only a couple of weeks ago that I mentioned I was reluctant to do any posts involving Christmas songs. My how times have changed.

There was a reason for this, other than thinking you’d all be sick of hearing Christmas songs by now. Let me take you back a few years.

I was still sharing a flat with Hel, and she, along with our two other flatmates (I say two, I actually mean one other official flatmate and his girlfriend who practically moved in on the same day as¬†he did) suggested we had a Friday night in, just the four of us (so I’m reluctant to call it a House Party, although that’s exactly what it was) and they asked me to do a Christmas playlist to last the night.

I spent the next few weeks finding songs to fill a few hours, my idea to be structure them into sequences of three or four upbeat cheerful ones to have a bit of a dance to, then a slower one or two for us to sit down, catch our breaths, and of course, have a ciggie. And more booze.

Alas, time caught up with me, and I didn’t have chance to fashion them into any kind of order, so I elected to simply put the playlist on shuffle and hope for the best.

You can guess what happened next. My iPod decided to get the ratios the wrong way round, merrily skipping to six or seven slow, depressing Christmas plodders in a row, then chucking in Shaky’s “Merry Christmas Everyone” to lull us into a false sense of security, before reverting back to the death dirges again.

Needless to say, it was not the joyous Christmas knees-up that had been requested. I think we were all in bed by 10.30.

Well, they say that what doesn’t break you makes you stronger, so I thought I’d post a few of the less cheerful songs today, just to temper those Christmas spirits, you understand.

First up, breathy songstress Isobel Campbell and gravel-throated Mark Lanegan, from their excellent third album “Hawk”:


Isobel Campbell & Mark Lanegan – Time of the Season

Next up, a slightly more upbeat track by an actual couple (at the time anyway, I’ve no idea whether they still are) from what is one of my favourite Christmas albums of recent years:


Emmy the Great & Tim Wheeler – Home for the Holidays

Could that sleeve be any more twee indie?

A few songs by female artistes now, and taken from her breakthrough album “I Speak Because I Can” (I call it her breakthrough album partly because it was the first thing I ever heard by her, but also because by now she had ditched Mumford & Sons, who I seem to remember used to be her backing band at some point, but I’m buggered if I can find any reference to this anywhere, so maybe I dreamt it):


Laura Marling – Goodbye England (Covered In Snow)

Moving swiftly on, here’s a bona fide female icon performing a rather over-looked single. Released back in 1980, shortly after her second album “Never for Ever”, I think I had managed to completely avoid hearing this until one of those Top of the Pops 2 Christmas Specials came on last year.¬†You know the kind of thing, where Steve Wright, or more latterly Mark Radcliffe,¬†make super lame¬†jokes about the clip he’s introducing.¬†Whoever would do such a thing? (*coughs…looks guiltily around*)¬† Needless to say, it’s an absolute joy:


Kate Bush – December Will Be Magic Again

A word of warning. When I was searching for the sleeve for that single, I actually mistyped her name, writing Hate Bush by mistake. Let me tell you, that brings up a whole different set of search results than I had been expecting, only about 2% of which referred to the former US President.

Mind you, “Hate Bush” would be an excellent slogan for a t-shirt, like those “Brian Maiden” ones which were doing the rounds a few years ago. Does me typing it here count as my having copyrighted it?

(Why do I think there was one of those t-shirts about¬†Motorhead too…? Ah yes, a certain someone I know once got¬†Iron Maiden and Motorhead mixed up and accidentally referred to them as “Maidenhead”. Pffft! You know who you are!)

Anyway, you want iconic female singers doing slightly unhappy songs about Christmas? Well, you came to the right place, I got ’em. How about some nice Joni Mitchell:


Joni Mitchell – River

Actually, I have a confession to make about that choice: I was rather hoping I’d be able to track down Michael Ball’s version somewhere, but have had no joy. Ho Hum. There’s always next year.

Anyway, never mind that its opening melody is ‚ÄúJingle Bells‚ÄĚ in a minor key and that the lyrics begin with a seasonal scene: ‚ÄúIt‚Äôs coming on Christmas, they‚Äôre cutting down trees/They‚Äôre putting up reindeer, singing songs of joy and peace.‚ÄĚ Ultimately, ‚ÄúRiver‚ÄĚ is a bereft song about a broken romance and a woman who desperately wants to escape her heartbreak, saying repeatedly: ‚ÄúI¬†wish I had a river I could skate away on.‚ÄĚ

Well Joni, this must be your lucky day!


Smith & Burrows -When The Thames Froze

For the unitiated, that’s Tom Smith – lead singer from Editors – and Andy Burrows who you will no doubt recognise as being the drummer from Razorlight (and now of We Are Scientists, apparently). So, proper indie royalty then (*ahem*)

Speaking of Indie Royalty, hands up who remembers this lot? Pretty huge a little while back weren’t they?


The Killers – Boots

Three to go for today, two of which are from¬†artists that I have banged on about an awful lot on these pages. Firstly it’s Gruff Rhys, lead singer of Super Furry Animals, from his bloody-wonderful-but-then-I-would-say-that-wouldn’t-I? “Atheist Xmas EP”:


Gruff Rhys – Post-Apocalypse Christmas

Think yourself lucky I didn’t post (and I shit you not, I haven’t made this up) “Slashed Wrists This Christmas” from the same EP. Still brilliant, but maybe a little too dark for tonight’s post.

Instead, something which could quite easily have cropped up in my “From Leeds With Love” series, had I actually been arsed to¬†write any of them for a while; yes, it’s The Wedding Present covering Sir Elton:


The Wedding Present – Step Into Christmas

And lastly for today, before you get all cheerful again, this,¬†two minutes¬†of a newscaster reading horrible headlines about how terrible everything is whilst the evil ones from The Detectorists sing¬†‚ÄúSilent Night‚ÄĚ in the background:


Simon & Garfunkel – 7 O’Clock News/Silent Night

Now, tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and I’ll be travelling home to spend Christmas with¬†my parents, so there may, or may not, be a post-tomorrow, depending on whether I get all of the things done in time that I need to.¬†Which you could take to be a cover story to obscure the fact that I am actually Father Christmas. You might think that, I couldn’t possibly comment.

More soon.



From Leeds With Love

Blimey, it’s been a while since I did one of these, hasn’t it, dear reader?

Well, I have to admit that this thread was woken from it’s slumber by Gedge and co doing a session for 6Music’s Marc Riley show the other night. In case you didn’t catch it, it’s here¬†(obviously, that’s for a limited time only).

Anyway, as I think I may have mentioned on one of these here posts before, one of the things I love about The Wedding Present’s cover versions is that they often introduced me to a band I’d never heard of, or knew little about, and such is the case with today’s post.

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Compare it to the original, and you can see how The Wedding Present’s version is louder and faster. They Weddoed it up, in other words.

Ah yes,¬†the original, as performed by angular spiky-guitared, also-from-Leeds, Gang of Four, and taken from their seminal (I’ve always had a problem with that word. I use here it in the “highly original and influencing the development of future events” meaning, although it’s certainly spunky too) album “Entertainment!”

Entertainment! Gang of Four РI Found That Essence Rare

That line “See the girl on the TV dressed in a bikini,¬† She doesn’t think so but she’s dressed for the H-bomb” is one of my favourite lines ever.

More soon.

Indie Daze

So, another busy weekend awaits me.

First, I’ll be going to this: Indie Daze¬†so you’ll forgive me if the next part of 1985 doesn’t happen just yet.

Seven bands, five of which I hope to catch. Sorry The Popinjays, but I vaguely remember your name but none of your records so I won’t be rushing to see you. And as for Back to the Planet well, sorry, but I vaguely remember your records and I won’t be rushing to see you.

As for the rest? Well:

Eat were a band I had a bit of a thing for. I even managed to forgive them for their not-very-good-version of the Lovin’ Spoonful’s great “Summer in the City” as they did give us such forgotten pop jewels as this anti-capitalist yelp:

Eat-Bleed-Me-White-552330 Eat РBleed Me White

And then, The Primitives. Ahh, The Primitives. I won’t say too much more, for they will feature prominently on these pages soon. But Tracey Tracey, oh my how you helped me through my later teenage years. Most people remember The Primitives for this: Crash

But there was so much more to them than that. Well, actually, not that much more. Though their debut album, the aptly named “Lovely” came with a veritable bucketful of shiny pop tunes likes this:

81RqVNsTVGL__SL1450_ The Primitives РSpacehead

Then there’s Pop Will Eat Itself, a band that divides me from many of my friends in that I love them and think they were pioneering and ground-breaking and they hate them and think they sound like Sigue Sigue Sputnik (which they don’t). When I was out for my birthday last weekend, I mentioned I was going to see PWEI, half the table turned their lips up, the other half went “What, them that sang Can u Dig It? Ace!”

So, here is that very same, very brilliant “The Warriors” sampling¬†classic:

Pop-Will-Eat-Itself-Can-U-Dig-It-120927 Pop Will Eat Itself РCan U Dig It?

Although quite how good they’ll be without Clint Mansell who has gone on to bigger, better, more soundtracky things since remains to be seen…

And then there were two.

Well, now regular readers will know¬†and probably be quite sick¬†of my love of The Wedding Present, so there’s no need for me to bang on about them yet again here. Suffice it to say, they are playing Bizarro, their second album proper, in its entirety and hopefully a few more gems from their back catalogue.¬†I saw them a couple of years ago when they toured this on the anniversary of the album’s release and they were, excuse my language (like I’ve apologised before!!), fucking majestic. So I could just post Kennedy here yet again but I’ll plump for one of the non-single album tracks, this glorious, brooding, sinister¬†tale of stalkers written long before stalking was even¬†a thing:

bizarro The Wedding Present РBewitched

PS – Stella Creasey, I’ll see you in the mosh-pit.

And so on to joint headliners and popular cockney rhyming slang Miles Hunt and The Wonder Stuff. I’m hoping for a Greatest Hits set rather than any of the stuff they’ve recorded since they reformed, and hopefully Miles will get what the day is all about and rejoice in their back catalogue. Again, this is another band who will feature prominently here soon, so I’ll leave you with this corker:

4100149¬†The Wonder Stuff – It’s Yer Money I’m After, Baby

More tomorrow depending on how much my head hurts.

Oh and of course, if you like anything you hear, go buy it. You don’t need me to tell you where to find all of these records, now do you?

Oh, and second: having totally failed to buy a coach + festival ticket on Thursday, Sunday morning is Glastonbury tickets day. Wish me luck folks (or I’ll have nothing to write about here come August 2016)

From Leeds With Love

Onwards, to 1989. (I hope you’re not expecting posts in this series¬†to be in any kind of order. Or maybe they are, time being all timey-wimey and all that)

By the way, this has nothing to do with the Leeds/Reading Festival this weekend, although a quick hello to my Glasto-family who are at the Leeds site for the weekend, and have probably been there since about Wednesday.

And so, to Brassneck. Or rather to one of the tracks on the b-side (remember them…??) of the 12″ (remember them….???)

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Now. I have a confession to make. When I bought this record, I had no idea this was a cover version. In fact, I remained oblivious to this fact until 1992. And then, in December, I ventured down to the metropolis from sunny Peterborough and went to my first ever gig at what used to be called (and still is by right-minded people) The Brixton Academy.

On the bill: headliners – Sonic Youth, promoting their “Dirty” album. Gig opened by Riot Grrrrl troupe – Huggy Bear. And sandwiched in the middle – Pavement, promoting their “Westing (by Musket and Sextent” album.

I knew nothing of Pavement at the time, at least so I thought. Then, as their set approached the end, they played a song that I realised I knew, and the penny dropped.

pavement_westing Pavement РBox Elder

And that was it. A band nobody else (that I knew) knew, that Gedge had endorsed via a cover version on a b-side of a 12″ single. How could I resist..??

From Leeds With Love

Probably the most obvious of covers¬†this week: released in 1990 as part of the 3 Songs EP, a quick look at the vinyl copy I own tells me that today’s Wedding Present¬†cover¬†was the 2nd track on the A side, and you could argue, therefore, not¬†the lead track on the EP. Certainly the sleeve seems to indicate that honour goes to “Corduroy“,¬†but that is the only track on the AA side.

Q: When does the song on the AA side actually become the A side? A: When both sides have been released by The Wedding Present.

So you can hardly be surprised that amongst the confusion, today’s choice is¬†the one that attracted the most attention, hence it being the one they played on one of their oh-too-rare appearances on Top of The Pops. (One of the more indifferent appearances there: microphones? What microphones??) Though not the most indifferent… ) Though I suspect Gedge was merely objecting to the fact that Anthea Turner seemed to be introducing them, again.

284 The Wedding Present РMake Me Smile (Come Up and See Me)

Like it? Buy it here

Actually, as far as I know this is the only song that The Wedding Present have released¬†two versions of. For ever-so-slightly earlier¬†in 1990, they released this proto-version as part of the Anti-Poll Tax album, “Alvin Lives in Leeds”:

R-406728-1268881171_jpeg The Wedding Present РMake Me Smile (Come Up and See Me) (Alvin version)

Like it? Buy it here (on vinyl)

And here’s the original, like you don’t already own it:

steve-harley-and-cockney-rebel-make-me-smile-come-up-and-see-me-emi-5 Steve Harley & Cockney Rebel: Make Me Smile (Come Up and See Me)

Like it? Buy it here.

PS: One of the things I love about writing this blog is that when I start digging around for links to include, I occasionally find that an artiste I’m featuring has released something I was unaware of, and such is the case today. I had no idea that the DVD in the Corduroy link existed, and have now bought a copy. Who says that blogging is killing music…??

From Leeds With Love

I have just realised that I had already posted the last songs I discussed in this theme. I really need to pay attention more. I can’t even use the excuse that I was drunk when I wrote it, as it was a “school night” (although I probably was sozzled when I posted them the first time).

Anyway: noted. Apologies. Must try harder.

Most of you will be aware that in 1992, The Wedding Present embarked on a mission to release one 7″ single per month, the A-side being a new composition, the B-side a cover version. Each single was released on the first day of the month and, if memory serves, deleted again one week later.

I, of course, bought every one on the day of release. Still own them all. One day they will be worth a fortune. Maybe. Fingers crossed. (Searches t’internet for a contact number for “Cash in the Attic”)

Anyway, what this gives me is¬†plenty of songs to post, so here’s January’s:


The Wedding Present – Cattle and Cane



The Go-Betweens – Cattle and Cane

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